Iowa's unmatched weather patterns are eerily parallel to my last
decade of life. Sure there have been anticipated season changes like winter
swiftly turns to spring by late April and then steadily pacing us right into
scorching hot temperatures in the middle of July. There have also been a few
unmatched derechos or tornados with devastating storm damage in my life leaving
me cautious to go outside and assess the damage but yet oddly capable to see
the good that might come of it. In a few short weeks as another season begins
to visibly change our trees around us it will be the tenth anniversary of my
twin brother suddenly passing away in a motorcycle accident.